“Make a line!” The arcade manager yells.

I turn to face Kris. He smiles at me.

“Why am I the only one here with you? What about Baekhyun and Chanyeol?” I cross my arms.

Kris smirks then shrugs. “At least we are getting in line for the new arcade. They’re going to regret not coming with us.”

“I guess,” I smirk at him.

The line slowly begins to move.

“Finally!” Kris yells when we make it inside.

He runs towards the machines while I look for the eating area.  I finally spot it.

“Hello what can I get you?” the cashier asks.

“Medium drink and some popcorn,” I tell them.

“Sure,” they reply. The person looks around trying to look for another person. “Lu~ Get back to work!”

I see the door glide open. My gaze fixes on the person.

“Sorry I was getting some inventory,” Luhan tells the other worker.

He suddenly looks at me. His stare remains on me for a few seconds then returns back to the other worker.

“Get the guy’s order,” the worker tells him.

“Ok,” He replies then gets to work.

No “hi” or “Nice seeing you?” I thought he would at least say something. He just stared. Maybe he doesn’t remember me. BUT I did do something bold so how could he not?

“Here,” Luhan hands me my food.

“Thanks,” I tell him.

I stare at him for a while before taking my food. He averts his eyes. He places my food on the counter then leaves.

I grab my things then walk towards a table.

“So… Did you know he works here?” I ask Kris as he tries to sneak up on me.

“You caught me,” He sits down. “Actually I had no idea. If I knew I don’t think I would bring you here. You’re already too obsessed.”

“I’m not obsessed.” I take a sip of my drink.

“Then what do you call it?” he laughs.

“A liking,” I reply.

I turn to look at Luhan who is preparing people’s order. A very strong liking…

“Want to go home?” I ask Kris.

“Did you get rejected?” He plays around.

“I need to think about things,” I tell him.

We both get up and head towards the door. I stop walking then return to the food court.

“Luhan,” I call out to him.

He ignores me. I keep calling out to him. A worker goes up to him.

“Do you know him?” He asks Luhan.

Luhan stares at me then nods no.

“I’m Sehun. Yesterday I introduced myself,” I say while looking at him.

The worker and Luhan look at each other. He stands quietly.

“I’m sorry,” he tells me.

“No, I’m sorry,” I tell him.

I walk away in a depressed mood. The noises from the vid